| 1/ It´s midnight and Sleep dosen´t come |
| Light of the month, s´get in your in sight |
| Ideas wanderning round poor mind |
| It makes you get up, it makes you live sekond life |
| RF/ Hot blood, sweet blood |
| Fire in heart, frost in eyes |
| 2/ My other self cry and wats to get aut |
| importunate voice rumbles in your head |
| you own to drink you thrilly want |
| nothing gonna stop you |
| 3/ In morning, hen you wake up, you feel well |
| You don´t remember Terst of the night |
| Then your see your hands |
| A blood behind your nails it changes all |
| RF/ Hot blood, sweet blood |
| Fire in heart, frost in eyes |
| 4/ On the other day, |
| you settle with a person |
| Who grows up in yourself, |
| And who´ll swallow you uo at the end |
| RF/ The midnight´s hunt, your sole passion |
| Massacred bodies, your art |
| Fire in eyes, frost in a heart |
| Crazy brain, growing frant! |